Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brazil and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Velvet Underground to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Patti Smith,
Pulsallama,
Boz Scaggs,
Eddi Front,
Marc Almond,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
The Slackers,
Dave Gahan,
Urselle,
Silicon Teens,
Rites of Spring,
The Doors,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra,
Tomorrow,
The Residents,
Fear,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric Copeland,
Faraquet,
Eurythmics,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
the Normal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Wake,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blake Baxter,
John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roy Ayers,
Davy DMX,
Soulsonic Force,
X-101,
The Toasters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Hood,
Yellowson,
DNA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Searchers,
Warsaw,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Country Teasers,
E-Dancer,
The Motions,
Simply Red,
Model 500,
Jacob Miller,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang Starr,
The Offenders,
Y Pants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rufus Thomas,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.